Data Wasteland

At the same time, in a valley hundreds of kilometers away from Chenxing. The vegetation is dense, the shrubs are nearly two meters high, and the vines are all over the rocks. The sun shines into the depths of the valley, and it is bizarrely distorted, like a scene in a haha ​​mirror.

Carefully distinguish, a white light straddles the distorted scene. Experienced plane experts will see that there is a space-time crack hidden inside.

On the **** on the side of the valley, thick shrub leaves are in succession. In an imperceptible position, the blades suddenly shook a few times, and a camouflage-painted telescope stretched out and moved slowly, observing a large area in front.

"There is no abnormal situation in the North District, and no fat sheep appeared."

The secret whistle’s report was transmitted to the world fragments through the walkie-talkie.

There are usually only two development trends in the alien space debris stranded in this world.

One is the instability trend. This kind of space debris and this space repel each other, and the mass and energy of this space are much larger than external space debris, so it becomes more and more unstable, and finally a big explosion occurs, turning into smaller fragments to merge this world.

The second is the trend of stability. External space debris attracts each other in the original space, gradually merges, and finally forms a stable overlapping space.

The storage space on Chen Xing's body is a small overlapping space.

The fragments of the stable world will communicate with the air of this world. The principle is the "quantum entanglement" in quantum mechanics, so infinite electric waves can also be transmitted in.

At this time, the world in the crack of time and space was dimly lit, showing the color of the setting sun. But it's not that the moment is the evening, but that only a small part of the outside sunlight can shine in.

In front of the crack in the space is a large area of ​​flat terrain, and further afield is a circle of trenches dug into a "U" shape. Inside were heavily armed soldiers, behind them were mechas covered with black cloth.

It's like a huge pocket, waiting for the prey to fall into the trap step by step.

Several triangular tents were erected under the "U"-shaped trenches. An oil lamp must be hung on the tent. The dim flames beat rhythmically with the swing of the tent, with long breaths and bird-like wailing from time to time.

The sound was pitiful, like a bird with its broken wings, its body twitched and trembled slightly on the eaves, and it made a desperate cry, making it difficult to distinguish whether it was sweet or cruel.

"The third thief, it's really irrelevant. The fight is about to start, and he's still messing up there."

"He just likes this, don't worry, just let him clean up his hands."

In the tent half a meter away, two men were communicating in a low voice. He was wearing a camouflage vest with an open chest and luxuriant hair. Two ammunition belts hung crossed, with large red ammunition embedded in the arms. The other was wearing a blue cloth robe and a hood. He couldn't see his face clearly, and his voice was low and gloomy, full of mystery.

"what!"

The painful gasp suddenly turned to high-pitched, sharp and stern, as if a sharp sword pierced the sky, and it could be heard for several miles.

After a while, the tent cloth was lifted, and a man covered in flesh got in. He has a white turban tied to his head, two long knives in his hands, crossed on the back of his neck. The tip of one of the knives was bleeding, and it seemed to have just finished killing.

"High kill, how many is this?"

"Two hundred nine or two hundred and eight, I kind of forgot." The man with the knife said. His surname is Gao, and because he likes to kill him when his prey climaxes, his acquaintances call him "orgasm killer", or "high kill" for short.

High Kill is the third figure of Black Caesar, with great guard-level strength, high agility talent, using two long knives as weapons, and good at melee raids. He is the commando captain of Black Caesar.

Dozens of hours ago, High Kill encountered a mercenary squad on the road. Seeing that there were two fair-looking female mercenaries in the team, they were upset at first sight and killed each other easily, and then tortured all the way to this point.

"Boss, the sheep this time is fat enough for my brothers to eat for a few months."

"Don't underestimate the enemy, the lion and the rabbit must also go all out."

At this moment, in the trench outside the tent, the mercenaries were also whispering.

"After finishing this ticket, I will apply for a vacation and go to Shin-Edo for ten and a half months." "You can spend it wherever you have money. Is it necessary to travel this far?" "You haven't been there, it's called there. It’s cool, as long as you have money, you can do anything. There is nothing impossible, only unexpected."

After a few hours...

"The fat sheep is here, the fat sheep is here!"

When the Leiguang regiment's troops appeared on the horizon in the far distance of the valley, the black Caesar's secret whistle ambushing on the mountain yelled excitedly at the walkie-talkie.

At the same time, the four troops were double-teaming around the long road from both sides to the valley.

Everything is going according to plan.

At this time, Chen Xing had left the team of the master group, sitting in the monster buggy of the Iron Sisters, and chatting with his own woman without a word.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what is your Yuling?"

Due to some troubles, Chen Xing never asked Yeyang Bailiu's Yu Ling. It was about to fight now, and then I remembered to ask. But seeing Ye Yang Bailiu's mouth curled slightly, a mysterious smile appeared, "Soon you will know."

"It's getting more and more arrogant." Chen Xing said irritably, and then yin and yang came out strangely, "I will call you arrogant sister in the future."

Seeing his depressed look, Ye Yang Bailiu couldn't help but laughed, "I really can't see it. It turns out that our Captain Chen is so stingy."

"Arrogant sister, don't be too arrogant, do you remember when we first met..."

"The hero doesn't mention the bravery back then." Ye Yang Bailiu touched the hammer on his waist suggestively, which probably meant, "Knock you down at any time."

Chen Xing glanced at her and sighed, "Oh, now the wings are stiff, ungrateful, and turned away from acknowledging people."

Ye Yang Bailiu's eyes were like silk, biting his lip and pushing him, "Why turned my face and didn't recognize anyone? Didn't this come with you? For your brother's loyalty, even his own woman went in."

"Uh..." Chen Xing was choked and said after a long while, "You can't say that..."

"What should I say then?" Ye Yang Bailiu asked, the advantages of the graduate students of the Noble Academy of Monitor Lizard City were fully utilized, and he would never let go of his painful feet.

Chen Xing smiled and did not answer. In this matter, he is indeed a bit wrong, brotherhood and family are always in conflict, just as loyalty and filial piety are difficult to balance since ancient times.

A man who speaks of loyalty is often sorry for his wife, and a man who values ​​love too much is often sorry for his brother. The balance is really difficult to grasp.

What about my wife and children? What about the parents?

How can you come from a friend who doesn't have two ribs? Where does it come from?

This is the helplessness of men.